Their Tale [Kimetsu No Yaiba Oneshots]

Date

a.n. i dont have any experience in blind date so!!! this is tough to write but fortunately i found a funny story about blind date lmaoooo i hope this is alright anon!! also hope you dont mind sabimako here hehe i simply cant resist TEEHEE

Sabito looks at his best friend, who's groaning on his bed for the third time, with furrowed eyebrows. Granted, Giyuu's sleeping space is on the upper half of the bunk bed, but that doesn't mean he's okay with him potentially leaving his spit on it again during his self-pity party, though he doesn't know what has happened to him.

"What's wrong with you?" the peach-haired man finally asks, turning his swivel chair around and dragged himself along with it toward his friend. That paper of him can definitely wait; taking care of him seems to be more imperative. He can't concentrate with his constant moping, anyway.

"I blew it," Giyuu replies, his words muffled by the mattress.

Quirking his eyebrow, Sabito raises his leg to kick his friend's. "Blew what exactly?"

"Kochou," he heard him groan.

"Ahh, Shinobu?" Sabito folds his arms in front of his chest, but realisation dawns upon him. "Wait, you blew your date with Shinobu? I thought you hit it off well!"

Giyuu rolls over, finally giving him a glimpse at his face. It certainly looks sullen-and everyone thinks his resting face is bad. This one is worse. "Whatever makes you think that?" he deadpans.

"Well, you came home two nights ago wasted with a goofy smile on your face? I applaud you for making it back here without passing out, by the way," he answers, clapping his hands albeit with a straight face. "Then you slept on my bed because you couldn't climb up, and fucking dirtied it with your drool! The only reason I didn't punch you because you didn't vomit."

"I'm sorry," his friend mumbles, "is what I'd like to say, but this is about me. Don't lose your focus."

He knows he's joking (half, probably, considering his sorry state), but it still pisses him off, so he gives him another kick on the leg. Giyuu grunts. "Yeah. No wonder Shinobu fucking dumps you. Anyway, tell me what happened. I was serious when I thought you actually hit if off."

Sighing, his friend sat up and started his story. "Well-"

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"Hello?"

"Kochou?"

"Tomioka-san? Do you need something? I'm not home yet, but-"

"Did you steal my wallet?"

"WHAT?! Of course I didn't!"

"But I can't find it anywhere."

"I most certainly did not! Are you seriously accusing me of stealing your-"

"Oh, it's in my other pocket. Nevermind."

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Sabito's booming laugh echoes throughout the room, potentially throughout the whole dormitory. "Your wallet was missing and your first thought was that she stole it?" he recounted his story with tears in his eyes.

Giyuu visibly cringed at his summary. "I mean, anything can happen in dates. Have you seen Tokyo Ghoul?"

"Yeah, but I-me and Makomo set you two up! Did you seriously think we would set you up with a kleptomaniac? And why do you choose Tokyo Ghoul as your example? That's like the extreme case of dates-go-wrong!"